Sneeze.
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"Shut up."
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She gave him an indignant look, which was to be expected. He knew he couldn't tell her what to do, no matter what he thought he could do. His dumbass would probably still try, though. He'd get his head bitten off one of these days, but, hey.
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The dragon lay with her body tight, fitting barely into the dining area that was meant really only for the people and not for the dragons to join them, but it was closer to the kitchens anyway and he didn't feel like carrying the strips of.. space meat? What the hell was this? He sniffed it. Smelled like stars. Whatever, it wasn't rotten, and it wasn't making her throw up, so it was good.
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She sneezed again, and Dallas nearly fell off of her head. "Hey!" He protested, first in Human, but then growled (in very bad wordage) "Stop moving!".
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Javalasii stopped, but let out an annoyed snort. He took that as his cue to continue slipping the meat carefully between her jaws, avoiding the razors he felt poking up from her fur.
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Then there was a noise.
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Dallas didn't hear it. But maybe it was a space dolphin in the distance, or a skag - he didn't know, but either way, Java was up, and Dally let out a squeak, clinging to her horns as she stalked out of the dining hall with a string of meat hanging over her head.
Winter Month: 2 
Day 
Fog
